"I have no ill intentions towards them, and I will never appear in front of you again. I just want to take Xiao Song away."

Captain Zhu had already realized that the little blue zombie in front of him was not something that his brainwaves could crush.

If a fierce battle were to break out, he might not necessarily be the winner, and it would also attract Zhang Yiming's attention.

"It seems you've chosen to die."

The little blue zombie casually ruffled her long, jet-black hair, which looked incredibly beautiful as it flowed. She tilted her head and gave Bai Xizhu a mischievous smile.

"Little Zhuzhu, the following scene is not suitable for you to watch. Would you like to go over there and rest for a while?"

The little blue zombie pointed to an abandoned beauty salon.

The signboard was covered in dust; no one had lived there for a long time.

The little blue zombie instinctively felt that the human girl would like to stay there.

"It's alright, I'll wait for you here."

Bai Xizhu didn't plan to rest. If the little blue zombie couldn't defeat Captain Zhu, she and Leng Yebai could help.

Captain Zhu is unpredictable in his human form, and he's the same way when he's a zombie.

Their attitude changes every few minutes.

Honesty is no longer synonymous with him.

If Captain Zhu genuinely wanted to find Xiao Song by exchanging information, then that would be fine.

But he didn't just want to find Xiao Song the zombie; he also wanted to devour the flesh and blood of the Bai family. The scheming in his eyes was definitely not simple at all.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

They want Xiao Song, but they also want to scheme against Blood and Flesh; they can't defeat him, but they don't want to find only Xiao Song...

Such an idea is utterly shameless.

Given time, if Captain Zhu's strength improves by leaps and bounds, even surpassing Zhang Yiming, then everyone and the zombies will face his revenge.

Although Captain Zhu has virtually no chance of surpassing Zhang Yiming, Zhang Yiming will not give him that opportunity.

For Zhang Yiming, the death of a zombie king was not a loss.

The number of zombie kings Zhang Yiming could produce was entirely up to him; the blood of the zombie kings was the most precious commodity.